00:00 - 00:03 | Goldie you've been banging on about a lift out from the enigine room bunker |
00:04 - 00:05 | you've been trying to identify where its happening |
00:05 - 00:07 | i think it might be around this area of the city |
00:08 - 00:12 | But even with your intelligence i'm not sure we can actually pinpoint where it is |
00:12 - 00:15 | So to be honest i'd be honest stick with the MBA and forget the lift-out |
00:17 - 00:19 | No No...Its City...City something around the corner |
00:19 - 00:21 | I just need to get out of here |
00:24 - 00:26 | Goldie |
00:27 - 00:28 | You aint... |
00:31 - 00:33 | You aint getting lifted out |
00:34 - 00:36 | You're staying put and need to put your foot back on the desk |
00:53 - 00:58 | All those cunts who dont think i deserve a lift out ...leave the room |
01:13 - 01:15 | How the fuck won't i be lifted? |
01:15 - 01:17 | I'm the best accountant here and i have an IQ of 162, |
01:18 - 01:23 | and have been to Bristol Uni, the best Uni in Gloucestershire |
01:25 - 01:28 | so what if the team think i'm narcisstic |
01:29 - 01:31 | do people think i'm stupid |
01:31 - 01:34 | its being associated with those other cunts in the engine room |
01:34 - 01:37 | that fat cunt Bakes has been all over this, with his fkin peanuts and inability to start or finish a sentence |
01:37 - 01:40 | and as for Bradley the big nosed tosser, its obvious he still thinks seed capital is something you get down the garden centre |
01:40 - 01:42 | You need to calm down you Essex Cunt! |
01:42 - 01:46 | This had nothing to do with any Babes... |
01:46 - 01:48 | It wasn't Babes i was on about but Fran... |
01:48 - 01:52 | Fuck promising to take secretaries on holiday with a comfort blanket |
01:53 - 01:54 | Its fucking something else... |
01:56 - 01:57 | Its too much intelligence for a fucking tin pot firm |
01:57 - 02:00 | I mean i ask all the questions to senior management knowing i have the answer rather than them |
02:00 - 02:03 | I even put my feet on the desk to revel in the size of my IQ |
02:04 - 02:08 | So what if i think everyone else is a fucking baffoon...i'm a qualified 4 year PQE |
02:08 - 02:13 | The cunts have even asked me back to BAU!!....knowing that i'll be in at 7 in the morning and gone by 4 in the afternoon |
02:14 - 02:16 | The tossers want me now to head 100 miles west to Henley |
02:17 - 02:21 | Some fat chance that a fucking Mockney barrow-boy wannabee, is going to start to learn to stick a juicy plum in his mouth to work there! |
02:27 - 02:29 | I'm fucked without this lift-out |
02:30 - 02:34 | Tell him he needs reminding that i remind him of himself, |
02:34 - 02:36 | i'll even give the sugar-lumps another go |
02:41 - 02:42 | even a play on the spanish banjo |
02:43 - 02:47 | Hasn't he noticed the amount of sucking up i do to US Management? |
02:48 - 02:53 | Didn't he notice how many Panini Stickers i collected during the 2014 World Cup? |
02:54 - 02:56 | I'll even do my best 'Mrs Patterson' impression for him. |
02:56 - 02:59 | I even thought he liked my yes-no-yes-no-yes-no answers |
03:00 - 03:02 | How much more does he need for a lift-out? |
03:04 - 03:07 | It's ok you heard him mention the sugar-lumps will be back out |
03:14 - 03:16 | Looks like i'll have to do an MBA or an architects course... |
03:19 - 03:23 | maybe i could meet with Sinbad in Africa? or even buy a des-res in Shoeburyness? |
03:25 - 03:26 | I just need to get out of here.. |
03:31 - 03:33 | How proud would Private Goldhawk been of me if i had got it? |
03:40 - 03:46 | Insted i'm just a narcisstic javelin launching, fa youth cup scoring, 5am Ryan flat leaving, |
03:46 - 03:49 | Essex train marauding, babe 1st date loving cunt with no lift-out |
03:53 - 03:56 | Get me the Australian Embassy's telephone number... |